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Can't Win Fer Boozin'
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It ain`t bad luck, son...ya`just drink too damn much. Wake up and smell the vomit!
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Peak #61
Peak in subgenre #12
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written by A.K. Mullins, performed by W.V. Hill
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2003 Big Belly Records
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October 14, 2003
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*CAN`T WIN FER BOOZIN`* STUMBLED ON THE COW PATH FELL IN THE CREEK AIN`T HAD A GOOD BATH SINCE LAST WEEK PICKIN` HER A PURTY ROSE STUCK BY A THORN DRINKIN` IN THE SILO PUKIN` IN THE CORN FOX IN THE CHICKEN HOUSE FEATHERS GONNA FLY SNAKE IN THE OUTHOUSE FARMER GONNA DIE FIGHTIN` WITH A SCARECROW DIRTY RABBIT PUNCH LAYIN` IN A MUDHOLE DRUNKER THAN A SKUNK (c): no i can`t win fer boozin` i`m drownin` in bad luck it`s always monday mornin` and there`s a pain inside my gut there`s thirteen cockeyed roosters and a black cat in the barn no i can`t win fer boozin` down here on the farm SLEEPIN` IN THE PIG PEN DROOLIN` IN THE SLOP DREAMIN` BOUTA PORKSKIN BARBECUED-N-HOT PICKIN` HER A DAFFODIL STUNG BY A BEE SUCKIN` ON AN OLD MIL PISSIN` ON A TREE TEARS IN THE FARMHOUSE WOMAN ALL ALONE RATS IN THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE KNAWIN` ON A BONE KNEELIN` ON THE FRONT PORCH LOOKIN` FOR A SIGN DANCIN` WITH A PITCHFORK DRUNK AND BLIND
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